I like my sex mixed. Shaken, not stirred; although possibly stirred is better when it comes to stories, because shaken tends to be a bit too dramatic for my liking – give me orgasmic climaxes over explosions any day! But the point is that I prefer things a little off the beaten track; down the darker path, as it were, or just the path less trodden. A different mixture of potion ingredients to make the cocktail a bit more unusual.
I do write erotica, but I like my sex mixed with something else. Another genre, maybe. Another gender. And in the case of Miss Blue Hair, I got both.
Sky herself came from a simple phrase; “Why not?” Why couldn’t I write a transgender character with bright blue hair, a snarky wit and a rock-hard cock? And Nikolas came from a friend; a swagger, a cheeky smile, and an arrogance bordering on the cocky (pun definitely intended). Nikolas himself has mellowed a little, of course, because I have a soft spot for him – but he has retained a lot of the swagger, and all the accompanying sexual charm that goes with it. And when he met Sky…well, they hit it off.
But they needed some context. Some excitement. Some reasons.
And Sky’s good at stealing more than just hearts.
So she became a thief, and Nikolas became mixed up in a world that he’s a little too familiar with.
The thriller genre is a lot of fun to write in – thriller, noir, crime, it’s all got a heady mix of gangs and underworld criminals, daring thefts and seedy bars. It’s a world that someone who wants to be themselves and someone who’s hiding their true self both fit into just fine. And it means that I can season my romance with crime, my erotica with noir, my passion with a darker edge; and it swirls nicely into the mixture, steaming hot and just ready to be tasted.
Excerpt from “Miss Blue Hair”
“And don’t think,” I added, feeling my lips move against her skin, “of lying.”
“But if I lie,” Sky’s breathy voice said from somewhere by my ear, “you’d just have to get the truth out of me, wouldn’t you?”
“How would I do that?” I let my teeth enclose a bite of skin, with enough pressure to tell her that I could make a mark if I wanted to.
“You don’t know how to?”
My teeth did leave a mark, white on her dark skin, and she groaned. I felt one of her hands come around my back and the other trail up my leg, towards my now-stiffening cock.
“But the problem with this,” I said, and left another mark on her neck, “is that you like it.”
“If you’re nice to me—” Another groan as my teeth bit in again. “Maybe I’ll tell you the truth.”
I trailed my tongue down her neck, keeping my hand entwined in her hair. Her hands were now doing interesting things to my shoulders and back. “How nice would I have to be?” I asked when I’d finished with that patch of skin.
With one movement I pulled her onto my lap, one hand still wound in her hair and her buttocks lying across my thighs. And I brought my free hand down sharply.
Sky groaned, and I felt her cock twitch against my leg. “That’s not nice.”
“No.” I punctuated the word with another slap. “It’s not.” Another slap.
She was gasping and I felt her thrust her hips against me as I spanked her again. She wasn’t even trying to fight; one hand was wound under my legs and the other pushed against my calf, and she was almost rock-hard now. I was, too; the way she moved on my lap was infuriating.
I spanked her until she was moaning under me, begging me to stop and please just fuck her again. But I slid my hand across her burning skin and smiled as she panted. “You were going to tell me some secrets.”
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Ellie Barker writes short’n’dirty flash fiction and short erotic fiction in any genre going. She prefers vampires over werewolves, and is always hot for a rainy night. Find out more at www.elliebarker.co.uk.